Tyler is making some improvements. He is off of probation and FSU. He is paying for Ezra’s cell phone. He is requesting more interaction (saying he is lonely and nights are quiet). He is being serious about his teeth and … taking it seriously and mentioning having one pulled out here and there as he can. He said that his father is paying for him to have WiFi and home phone soon, which would be nice. I like texting him through Facebook.
I still feel like some thing is wrong, because of how ominous he is though and now I am not getting along with his mom.😦
We are getting a lot of rain and snow today and tomorrow. Ezra is over at Emily and Owen’s. I have rested my body some today in honor of my leg.
I like this because the high polish on the floor reflects my joy when Ezra is dancing across it.
This is a really good picture I got of Ezra a long time ago
The most beautiful pumpkin. It was thick with irony. As beautiful as Cinderella’s coach. I had known him to struggle growing pumpkins there at their little house in Montpelier when growing them with my son Ezra and then this season he had this one most amazing pumpkin on the vine.
I will let Autumn carve it with Ezra.
My father; the national guard enlister, the english literature teacher, the family man who worked various other jobs to make sure his children had a good life in central Vermont grew the most beautiful pumpkin.
“Jack-o-lantern, jack-o-lantern you are such a pretty sight..
looking out at the night…”. My mother was a music teacher and I used to sing that song with her.
My dad was from Massachussettes, but he met my mother in Vermont where she was from and they raised their family here. He was a country man. He would fish, hunt, garden, let the neighboring farm hay our field. We had a large lawn growing up in Lyndonville and East Montpelier. A large portion of it that they would mow or eventually I would.
It is strange and sad to me, but I know Ezra and Autumn will laugh and giggle carving it and it will shine out on the night like a little light house.